Since I was a child, I like to go around catching insects, fluttering butterflies, always like these small bugs that will jump, resulting in a period of time my mother from under the cleaning bed at home often swept out a large number of grasshopper insect corpses, haha. Maybe children are always restless when they are young, and the more they don't let go of what they do, the more they like to do it secretly, it seems that there will be a great sense of accomplishment, and sometimes they even secretly wish to become entomologists when they grow up. Today we will appreciate the "little fairy" of the insect world - butterflies.
These beautiful elves, nature does not know in which strange moment to create such creatures, so that the natural world is full of life and mystery. Every pattern, every stirring of wings, is like a tear of an angel, so shocking to the heart, so fascinating.
How an afternoon, a ray of sunshine, a flower, a butterfly, constitutes the whole world, as if time has stood still. As long as I don't disturb such beauty, I would like to stand in the sun for an afternoon, in order to appreciate your beauty.
What a splendid and short life, what a thrilling and precious.
Each pattern seems to be an eye, you look at her, she also looks at you, just keep looking at it...
There is no one more beautiful, only unique and special, you are the most unique one in the world.
My heart was taken away by you, as you played in the flowers, between heaven and earth. My dear "little fairy" - butterfly.